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[fridgetothefire]

[When the view clicks on, Anya is obviously changed. She has the glowing blue eyes, and her skin looks almost grey. She isn't quite light-skinned enough for classic pallor, but the color is leached from her face. She sits still and straight, with a degree of composure that is, in fact, precisely normal for her. She missed breakfast today, and now it's quite clear why.]

I've allowed Arthas to make me into a zombie for a few days. It is entirely temporary, and I am in control of myself and my faculties. There is no need for anyone to be alarmed.

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[fridgetothefire]

I've gone all sane zombie.

[This is pertinent. But she smiles, a little.]

Okay. Good.

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[yeahscience]

Not from where I'm standing. [He says it lightly, with humor, but it's clear he's still annoyed.

It has not even occurred to him yet, the irony that Lua's inmate of all people just killed herself for a Barge experiment, but he'll think about it later when he's a little less pissed off. He might not exactly laugh, but he'll snort or something.]

This ain't like a tattoo, right. This one goes away.

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[fridgetothefire]

Yes, for goodness sake. I said it was temporary to start with.

[Not that anyone listened to that.]

Five days, tops. Maybe only three, depending.

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[yeahscience]

Fine. Whatever. Enjoy... being undead. Don't eat too many brains.

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[fridgetothefire]

Strictly vegan zombie. Rat brains only, scout's honor.